In the quiet corners where truth lies still,
Shadows dance with whispers, deceptive and shrill.
Words woven in darkness, a tangled web they spin,
Hiding the light, where honesty’s thin.

Beneath the surface of a smile so bright,
Lies take flight in the dead of the night.
A flicker of doubt, a shadow of fear,
In the realm of lies, nothing is clear.

The heart, it knows, yet silence it keeps,
In the valley of falsehood, where integrity weeps.
Trust is shattered, like glass on the floor,
Each lie a fragment, cutting to the core.

Yet in the dawn, when truth finds its way,
The lies dissolve, like the night to day.
For in the end, it’s the light that remains,
And the silent shadows, they fade with their chains.